12.6.04
Untitled
Jasmin Sian
Anthony Meier Fine Arts
Between Sweet and Low
Phoebe Washburn
LFL Gallery
Nikki S. Lee
(Cindy Sherman/Zelig chameleon.
Cumulative wizardry, you should look at them all)
Leslie Tonkonow Artworks+Projects
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Nikki S. Lee
Cleveland Museum of Art
Albright-Knox Art Gallery
Prokudin-Gorski gets a good write-up at reflections in d minor
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Prokudin-Gorski got a good write up at dirty beloved's older brother's site I saw fate whiz back by me back in May 2002
from a link at Uncle Jazzbeau’s Gallimaufrey
leylop reappears, over the horizon, far to the west
Beth Yarnelle Edwards
Robert Klein Galleries
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Karat. Sky over St. Petersburg
Wolfgang Mueller
AK-47
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links Expose
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Anthony at Expose says about Mueller's images: "The subject matter is not really my sort of thing so I won't upload a picture here. Worth a look if a little unsettling."
It's street kids in a drain-circling Russian economy, huffing glue and smoking various things. There's hints at sexual acts and knowledge that are way too coy and prim for me. It's like a documentary made by missionaries, from some skewed angle that brings as much sickness as it proposes to heal.
There's no love reaction to the wound.
The first time glue-huffing as an economic by-product caught my attention was in a short story by James N. Robison. Mexican teenagers at an abandoned drive-in movie in some Gulf town like Brownsville. I read it 20 years ago maybe and the image is still on fire, because it was burning with love. Now huffing is the drug of choice for third world kids globally.
These images are a kind of anti-porn. Something perverse in them somewhere outside the frame.
But for people who need reminding, like we all do at times, that the "fall of communism" for which the recently expired Ronald Reagan is so celebrated, has produced a surplus population of blonde-haired blue-eyed children with absolutely no prospects, who live amidst adult desperation and predatory amorality, for whom capitalism and its heroes take absolutely no responsibility even while they claim to have done that which causes them to be so entirely abandoned, here are some relatively cute kids who would probably fellate you for the Russian equivalent of 5 dollars.
And they're there because you and your heroes destroyed the economy they were born into, and then just walked away from the wreckage.
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James N. Robison is woefully undersung in contemporary letters. It's obligatory to mention that he is the reason by virtue of matrimony that Mary Robison is thus known, Mary Robison being herself an author of marked and fiercely championed compassion.
11.6.04
12:59 p.m. Someone - apparently a forgetful 18th century mad scientist - left a rack of test tubes wrapped in parchment on the counter at an H Street business.
Arcata Eye Police Log
10.6.04
As If Galvanic
Allan Peterson
Verse Daily
Jun.11.04
Vitamin Q's singer-songwriter CD starts high
link Boynton
Orphanotrophium
No schoolbook says a piece of ice
can scrape and slit bloodlessly
twoseventwothrough secondhand words we wear
twoseventworegardless of tongue and tie...
Dorothea Tanning
Poetry Daily
Jun.11.04
Calabash Music has important sounds that cause good feeling.
They're competing against the skin-shedding reptiles of corporate music and deserve your patronage.
It's just that $1.00 a song is still pretty expensive. For me.
Recyclable Refugee Camp - Project
Ives Maes
"...built in conformity with the regulations of the U.N. High Commissioner for Refugees - consists of structures such as living units, a multifunctional tent and latrines; all easily transportable and with a relatively low production cost."
Galerie Brigitte Weiss
likeyou.com
localismos
9.6.04
soda
ICA newmediacentre
you can do this
Piet Mondrian
David Hockney
Art Imitates Life
Meadowlark Botanical Gardens
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Theme Park at Vertech Inc
8.6.04
Amateur photos of Transit of Venus at BBC News
Enrique Radigales
clandestina
artistas en conflicto
clandestina
"'Tis true my form is something odd,
but blaming me is blaming god.
Could I create myself anew,
I would not fail in pleasing you.
Was I so tall, could reach the pole,
or grasp the ocean with a span;
I would be measured by the soul.
The mind's the standard of the man."
Joseph Carey Merrick(The Elephant Man)
rattsfreakshow
7.6.04
Wife of Captain Jack(Kintpuash)
Modoc wars
Klamath tribes
"Do right if the stars fall."
Dr. Bob Jones, Sr.
Drunkenness, The Enemy of Britain, Arrested by the Hand of God...
a Sermon Preached at a Teetotal Festival, near Liskeard...
on June 9 1840 by Benjamin Carvosso, Wesleyan Minister
Her chief failing
British Methodism and the Poor
Methodist Archives and Research Centre
John Rylands University Library, Manchester
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"I was born on the 31st of March, 1860, in a gipsy tent, the son of gipsies, Cornelius Smith and his wife Mary Welch. The place was the parish of Wanstead, near Epping Forest, a mile and a half from the Green Man, Leytonstone..."
Gypsy Smith (1860-1947)
His Life and Work
By Himself
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...for even in Heaven his looks and thoughts
Were always downward bent, admiring more
The riches of Heaven's pavement, trodden gold,
Than aught divine or holy else enjoyed
In vision beatific....Let none admire
That riches grow in Hell; that soil may best
Deserve the precious bane.-Milton
Ours is the era of commerce, as its propagandists never weary of telling us. Business is the basis of our material lives, and consequently of our culture. Business men control our politics and dictate our laws; business men own our newspapers and direct their policy; business men sit on our school boards, and endow and manage our universities.
Book 5: The Church of the Merchants
The Profits of Religion
Upton Sinclair
English Online Resources
electronic text center
Univ. Virginia Library
6.6.04
Reflexiones críticas desde Colombia
José Roca
LAS HORAS NEGRAS
Fotografía de Patricia Aridjis
centro de la imagen
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MÉXICO FALSIFICADO
Teresa Margolles
Historia Digital
Abraham Lincoln's Tomb, Springfield, Illinois, 1865
Samuel Montague Fassett, photographer
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President James Garfield's Tomb, Cleveland, Ohio, 1900
Detroit Photographic Co.
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